I Fed My Husband His Rabbit Mistress

On my birthday, my husband, Tristan, gifted me a white rabbit. He claimed it was a familiar that would bring me boundless luck. I took great care of it, but the rabbit kept sinking its incisors into me. It went from sipping a few drops of blood to ripping open my neck, draining me day by day until I was deathly pale. When I tried to get rid of it, Tristan called me petty. "Sera is an anniversary gift. You can't even tolerate a little rabbit?" Even my daughter went on a hunger strike. "If you get rid of Sera, I'll hate you forever!" Ultimately, I was entirely drained of my life force, dying a gruesome death on our wedding anniversary. After death, my spirit watched the rabbit shed its furry pelt and transform into a breathtakingly beautiful woman. It was Tristan's former lover, Seraphina. Even my daughter threw herself at her, gleefully calling her "Mom." That was when the truth finally hit me. Tristan had always been after my golden Elven blood. He needed it to break the curse on Seraphina and restore her humanity. Even my daughter's body had long been possessed by their twisted love child through dark magic. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Tristan gifted me the rabbit. I smiled at him. "I'll take excellent care of her." But the moment he turned his back, I threw the beast straight into a witch's boiling cauldron. Chapter 1 "Happy birthday, darling. I tracked down this familiar just for you. Pure as snow, she’s bound to bring you unimaginable luck." Tristan’s deep, gentle voice murmured in my ear. With a flawless, loving smile on his handsome face, he handed me an open box. Inside crouched a rare, snow-white rabbit. My daughter, Lily, leaned in with bright eyes. "Mommy, Daddy and I picked her out together! I named her Sera. Do you like her?" I looked down. Inside the iron cage, the rabbit was huddled tight. Its fur was pure white, but its eyes were bottomless pits of black. "Pet her, Mommy. Sera is such a sweet girl." I forced a smile and reached out my hand. The next second, the rabbit lunged, sinking its incisors deep into my fingertip. A sharp pain shot through my hand. Golden Elven blood instantly welled up, and the rabbit began to lap it up greedily. "Ah! What are you doing? You terrified her! Bad Mommy!" Instead of caring about my bleeding hand, Lily screamed, charging at me like a feral little beast and shoving me hard. I stumbled back, but Tristan grabbed my wrist in a vice grip. "Aurelia, don't move!" he warned, his voice low and urgent. His eyes were glued to the white rabbit feeding on my hand. "If you pull away now, you'll break her teeth!" At my own birthday party, my husband and my daughter only cared about the rabbit that had just bitten me. Looking at this absurd scene, the gruesome memories of my past life flooded my mind. Just like today in my past life, it was the exact same gift, the exact same scene. Back then, I was completely blinded by love. "I honestly thought it loved me. I fed it the sweetest grass and built its nest with the finest materials. And what did I get in return? It bit me, over and over. It started small with my fingers—just a few drops of blood. But then it went for my neck. It tore into me, draining my life away like it could never get enough." When I was so pale that I collapsed from exhaustion, I finally broke down and begged to get rid of her. Tristan had just looked down at me with pure annoyance. "Aurelia, you're getting hysterical. Sera is just a helpless pet. You can't even tolerate a little rabbit?" Lily went on a hunger strike, crying, "If you send Sera away, I'll hate you forever!" I caved over and over, stepping straight into the abyss. In the end, on our wedding anniversary, I was drained dry. As I lay on the cold floor, withered like a dead tree, my fading soul watched the blood-gorged rabbit shed its disgusting pelt and turn into a naked, gorgeous woman. Seraphina. Tristan's former lover. "Mommy is finally back!" Lily squealed, throwing herself into the woman's arms. Tristan pulled them both into a tight embrace, his eyes red and his voice trembling. "It was all worth it. Playing the perfect husband to this haughty Elf for all these years was worth it for you." It was only in that despairing moment I realized Tristan had only approached me to use my Elven blood for Seraphina’s curse. Even my own daughter’s soul had been suppressed by his dark magic. That tiny body was possessed by their wicked love child! "Aurelia? Are you spacing out?" Tristan's voice snapped me back to reality. The white rabbit, now full of blood, had a grotesquely swollen belly. She released my finger, utterly satiated. Tristan pulled out a silk handkerchief and half-heartedly pressed it against my wound. "Sorry, darling. She's just getting used to your scent," he said in his gentlest tone. But the corner of his eye twitched, barely hiding his excitement. "I'm sure you two will be inseparable once she's used to you." I knew he was secretly thrilled, thinking the first step of his grand resurrection plan was a complete success. But in this life, I would never be a stepping stone for their twisted family reunion. Chapter 2 I raised my other hand, a faint green light glowing at my fingertips. High Elf healing magic brushed over the wound, wiping away the golden blood and leaving not a single scar. "Tristan," I said calmly. "This familiar is too aggressive. She actually bit me. We should just get rid of her." The white rabbit, which had been smugly twitching its nose, froze instantly. "No!" Lily shrieked, instantly flying into a rage. Tristan’s face drained of color. He scrambled forward, gripping my shoulders tightly, his eyes full of desperate affection. "Aurelia, how could you say that? I searched for so long to find this lucky familiar for you! She's pure and flawless—she's the embodiment of my love for you!" He took a deep breath, laying on the guilt trip. "Are you really going to break my heart over a tiny accident?" I looked at the two of them. My husband and my "daughter." Right now, to save a rabbit that had just attacked me, one was throwing a tantrum, and the other was on the verge of tears. They cared millions of times more about this beast than they did about me. A wave of sheer nausea washed over me, but I plastered a flawless smile onto my face. "You're right." I gently patted Tristan's hand, pretending to be moved. "Since it's a gift from both of you, I promise I'll take excellent care of her." Tristan visibly exhaled in relief. Terrified that I might change my mind, he eagerly pushed for more. "Darling, familiars need their master's scent to feel calm. To help her get used to you faster, let's put her cage on your nightstand tonight." Lily hugged my leg, whining. "Mommy, Sera is just scared. Don't make her leave, okay?" Scared? When she tore my throat open in my past life, she didn't seem scared at all. I walked over to the cage and leaned in. The white rabbit lay quietly, like a ball of white fluff. Seeing me approach, she raised her head high, twitching her nose with a very human-like smugness and mockery in her pitch-red eyes. Then, she lunged to bite me again. But this time, I didn't flinch. I flipped my wrist, and with deadly precision, my fingers clamped down hard right below her head, grabbing her by the scruff. Squeal!!! The rabbit let out a piercing, agonizing squeal. She thrashed frantically, kicking her powerful hind legs wildly against my forearm in a desperate bid to break free. "Waaah! Let Sera go! Let her go!" Lily burst into tears, terrified. Tristan’s face morphed into absolute panic. He charged at me. "Aurelia! Are you crazy?!" With bloodshot eyes, he rushed me like a feral beast, violently slapping my hand away. I intentionally loosened my grip. The rabbit dropped into Tristan's hands like a limp ragdoll, twitching violently. Tristan was trembling with heartache. He cradled the rabbit against his chest, his fingers gently stroking the red marks I had left on her neck. The panic and grief in his eyes were sickening. "It's okay... I've got you, don't be scared," he murmured gently. I stood aside, watching him fret over a rabbit, feeling nothing but utter disgust. In my past life, I passed out in the hallway from severe blood loss caused by this very beast. What did my loving husband do? He simply stepped over my body, his voice dripping with cold annoyance. "Stop faking, Aurelia. Elves have endless vitality. A little pet rabbit couldn't possibly hurt you." Yet here he was, nearly in tears because I choked his precious bunny. "Why would you hurt her?!" Tristan roared at me. I immediately dropped my gaze, playing the innocent, wronged wife as tears welled up. "I didn't mean to, Tristan," I whimpered, looking at him pitifully. "I was just doing what you said—trying to pet her and bond. How was I supposed to know she would try to bite me again? I panicked, and I just grabbed her..." My soft words choked the rage right out of him. He knew he couldn't blow his cover now. He swallowed his fury, his jaw ticking, his face flushing a furious crimson from the effort. But Lily wasn't having it. She glared at me fiercely. "It must be Mommy's fault! Sera never bites me, and she never bites Daddy!" Chapter 3 It must be Mommy's fault. Sera never bites me, and she never bites Daddy. Hearing those exact words echo from my past life, my heart no longer ached. Only pure, unadulterated hatred remained. My real daughter—the sweet little angel who used to call me Mommy, who secretly left me candies when I was sick—her soul had long been suffocated by dark magic. The thing wearing her face right now was the twisted love child Tristan and Seraphina had created behind my back! She lurked in my home, pretending to be my child, waiting for the day Seraphina could fully steal my body so their twisted family could be complete. How could I have been so blind? Why hadn't I noticed my daughter's sudden shift in personality? To think I wasted my motherly love on this vile parasite... I gripped my dress tightly, my eyes turning red from the sheer weight of my regret and rage. Seeing my red eyes, Tristan assumed I was just hurt by Lily's cruel words. Knowing he couldn't afford to fall out with me yet, he quickly reined in his anger and shot a stern look at "Lily." "Lily! Is that how you speak to your mother? Apologize, now!" he scolded, forcing a stern tone. Lily pouted. "Sorry, Mommy," she muttered reluctantly. I instantly buried my murderous intent. I looked down at the imposter, slowly bent over, and stroked her hair, flashing a flawless, loving smile. "It's okay. Mommy would never be mad at you." My voice was sickly sweet. Only I knew that the soul inside this shell was going to pay a heavy price very soon. After pacifying them, I turned to my vanity. With my back turned, I retrieved a delicate silver bracelet from a hidden compartment and clasped it securely around my left wrist. I had commissioned a mage to rush-order this protective ward the moment I was reborn. Behind me, I could hear Tristan whispering outside the door. "Be a good girl, Sera. Just hold on a little longer. Once she's asleep, I'll let you drink your fill tonight..." He spoke as if I were nothing but a fatted calf waiting for the slaughter. A moment later, the door opened. Tristan walked in with a steaming mug of water. "Darling, you've had a shock today." He sat on the edge of the bed and held the cup to my lips. "Drink some warm water and get a good night's sleep." I only needed one sniff to recognize the high-grade sleeping potion mixed in. I didn't expose him. I obediently took the cup and drained it. He smiled warmly and kissed my forehead, playing the part of a devoted husband. It was just like my past life. Every time the rabbit bit me, he would be extra gentle. I used to think it was guilt. Now I knew he was just soothing the sacrificial lamb. The moment he turned away, I slipped the antidote into my mouth, then faked falling into a deep sleep. In the darkness, I heard a skin-crawling chattering and the sound of paws rustling against the bedsheets. A cold, furry weight crept up my silk nightgown, finally stopping at the crook of my neck. The white rabbit twitched her nose, greedily sniffing the surging Elven blood beneath my skin. Right as her incisors were about to pierce my flesh, the magical bracelet on my wrist erupted in a blinding flash of light! "Ahhhh!!!" A bloodcurdling scream—not a squeal, but the unmistakable shriek of a woman—echoed through the bedroom. The rabbit was blasted backward. She slammed violently against the wall before crumpling to the floor, writhing in sheer agony. "Sera!!" The bedroom door flew open. Tristan, who had clearly been waiting right outside, rushed in with Lily trailing behind. Tristan threw himself at the rabbit, his face twisted in torment. He whipped his head around to glare at me, his eyes so bloodshot they looked ready to bleed. "What did you do to her?! Why do you keep hurting her?!" He had completely lost his grip on sanity, his furious roar shaking the walls. Lily sobbed hysterically. "Bad Mommy! Why are you always bullying Sera?!" I pointed to the fresh red mark on my neck and sneered. "Because she crawled into my bed in the middle of the night and tried to bite me." Tristan choked on his words. But quickly, his face darkened. "She’s just hungry. She’s so small, how much could she possibly hurt you?" My lips curled into a mocking smile. "So I deserve to just lay here and let an animal drink my blood?" Tristan was left speechless, his face pale. But Lily boldly yelled, "Drinking a little bit won't kill you! Sera needs Mommy's Elven blood!" Chapter 4 Tristan's face, already contorted with grief, drained of all color the second those words left Lily's mouth. He immediately clamped a hand over her lips. "Stop talking nonsense!" he snapped at the girl in his arms. He turned back to me, cold sweat beading on his forehead, forcing a stiff, ugly smile. "Aurelia, don't listen to her. She... she reads too many fairy tales. She's just babbling." Looking at the two of them, I felt nothing but disgust and amusement. Even now, they still thought I was the same gullible fool from my past life. But I knew it wasn't time to tear off the masks just yet. I had to keep playing the game. I massaged my temples, playing the part of the utterly exhausted wife, and let out a long, defeated sigh. "Forget it. I don't want to fight anymore. I'm tired." I pointed at the twitching rabbit. "Take your lucky familiar and get out. I don't want to look at her for the rest of the night." Tristan didn't dare argue. He carefully scooped up the rabbit, grabbed Lily, and hurried out of the room. The room fell silent. I walked into the bathroom to wash the mark the rabbit had left on my neck. Through the door, my Elven hearing picked up Tristan's venomous whispers. "Damn it... I'll have to increase her dosage tomorrow. Seraphina, just hold on a little longer..." I smiled. Tomorrow? He had no idea that tomorrow was going to be Seraphina's execution day. The next morning, Tristan played the perfect husband again, bringing a steaming cup of black tea to the dining table and placing it by my hand. Without even smelling it, I knew it was laced with a potion meant to weaken me. Just like in my past life, this was exactly how it started. He spiked my food, ensuring I'd be too weak to fight back when the rabbit fed. It stopped biting just my wrist—I would wake up with bite marks on my neck, my collarbone, my chest. When I grew paler by the day, Tristan would just smile and say, "Darling, are you just not sleeping well?" And Lily would hide in the corner, covering her mouth to muffle her giggles. Even today, I kept my silence. Lily was glued to the cage, whispering to her "Sera." "I'll come play with you right after my lessons, okay?" Before leaving, she ran up to me and demanded, "Mommy, you're not allowed to hide from Sera today. You have to bond with her, got it?" "Of course," I said, lifting the drugged tea and pretending to take a sip. I smiled as I watched them head for the door. "Mommy will take very good care of her." Right before leaving, Tristan gently stroked the rabbit. I stood beside him and mimicked his action, reaching my hand into the cage. The rabbit immediately lunged and bit my wrist. Lily pushed me away. "Mommy is so stupid! Sera doesn't want you touching her!" She reached in and smugly petted the rabbit for a long time. The rabbit didn't struggle once. I lowered my eyes, hiding my smirk. A few minutes later, they left. It was just me and the rabbit. Inside the cage, the white rabbit slowly raised her head. She tried to twitch her nose, but suddenly, her body began to tremble. Her pristine white fur was falling out in clumps, revealing sickly, bruised purple skin, as if something was corroding her flesh. She didn't know that last night, I had laced Tristan and Lily's clothes with an odorless, colorless contact poison specifically designed to kill rabbits. They had held her all night, comforting her. Lily had petted her again this morning. Every loving touch, every embrace, had driven the lethal toxin deeper into her pores. Clang! Gathering her final ounce of strength, the rabbit shoved open the unlatched cage door and lunged at my face. I didn't even blink. The magic bracelet flared once more, blasting the beast violently onto the hardwood floor. She lay there, half-dead, too weak to even twitch her nose. For the first time, true terror flashed in her pitch-red, beady eyes. I walked over and looked down at the monster that had once drained my life away. My eyes were filled with mockery. "Didn't expect this, did you? Your life is in my hands now." I bent down, pinched her by the throat, and dangled her limp body in the air. Then, I headed straight for the deep woods. The Witch of the Deep Woods constantly craved rare monsters for her sinister brews. I couldn't wait to see the looks on Tristan and his wicked daughter's faces when they got home and realized their beloved rabbit was already boiling in a pot.